The Life and Death of a Narrator
And all too soon…its over.
And all too soon…its over.
I really am.
This place is cold…
The little girl cried as her kitten came up to her. with a meow, the small cat bumped her knee nuzzling her, before it ran back across the street, leaving its body behind cradled in her arms. No longer warm.
20 seconds to get to class
Take me to the hill and tie me to the stake.
Here in the dark, I do wait.
Like Love Hate can consume us Swallow us And set our souls on fire.
Now we’re worlds apart, with the memories of our love, hanging on the walls. I dream of a time when I could still hold you in my arms. I wake up Expecting that lingering warmth on the sheets to once again find myself all alone.
Every night I close my eyes, I see my dream girl. She appears in the light of the moon, With skin of shining alabaster. Her mouth is the shape of a bow And stained the crimson of a rose. Her eyes watch me With the intensity of a hawk. I can’t look away from her […]